Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Even the biggest Source World was but an island in the huge ocean that was the chaos.

They were definitely not on the same level.

What would it be like to expand the primitive land to such a massive size as the chaos?

What kind of power would the ruler of this primitive land possess?

"Previously, these secondary worlds could also be considered a type of downgrading, but they could not be considered perfect—a kind of 'pseudo downgrading', if you will," the ancestry-level bloodline explained. "Through complicated methods, the secondary worlds could be reversed and restored to the main world."

"So it was possible to reverse secondary worlds..." Zen raised his eyebrows.

"Yes," the ancestry-level bloodline said. "However, if the Snake Masters unify the whole chaos and complete the downgrade, then there will be no turning back for the main world. By then, the entire main world will collapse, and the chaos will be able to expand indefinitely, occupying all the space of the main world."

"Sounds good," Zen said with a smile.

As creatures living in the secondary world, the third-grade world was obviously more suitable for Zen and the others. He had been at a loss in the higher-level Abstruse Energy World.

In other words, the creatures in the third-grade worlds and the four-grade worlds were against each other.

"But the Snake Spirit King's goal is to return to the main world, right? Is he really going to ruin his plan by doing this?" Zen asked suddenly.

"From the very beginning, the Snake Spirit King was wrong. He will definitely pay for his stubbornness," the ancestry-level bloodline replied. "Now, you must devour as many of these heads as you can so that you may expand your primitive land. Only by seizing this opportunity can you defeat the other party in the competition."

"How?"

"I will help you."

The edge of Zen's primitive land suddenly cracked, forming a crack that was a thousand miles wide.

As soon as the crack was formed, groups of heads started to chomp on it from the outside.

countless bamboo shoots shot out from the crack and began to intertwine with each other.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

rammed into the heads, chewing down on them till they

are truly teeth?"

the

this day ever

finally appeared, it was time for it to show what it

the first batch of heads, Zen suddenly felt his cinnabar field swelling slightly. He

it devours, the faster the expansion will be," the ancestry-level bloodline explained.

crack at the edge of the primitive land

a short period of

They were still trying their best to destroy those heads. Only then did Zen understand what the

and at the same time, he used the mother butterfly to sense the location of his

her shadow slash several heads into two pieces. "That's true, but we can't just sit still and wait for death," she said bluntly.

have found another way,"

in their tracks. They all looked at him

their combined strength, they could protect the Pear Hill for some time, perhaps days or maybe even weeks. But their bloodline power would eventually grow exhausted. The same went for the three

knew this, and were now in a state

strange flying heads gnawing at their

large cities

Goddess then asked Zen with narrowed

away, as he did a rough calculation inwardly. Finally, he said, "Try your best to draw the heads

having flown in the chaos for

Fuxi, brows furrowed tightly.

Pear Hill enter my primitive land,"

three Chaos Ancient Gods

kidding? How could your inner world accommodate the Pear

mountain, it was as big as a